#Ogre onion
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ninebaalart · 11 months ago
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Ogre Wario
i was thinking about how onions and garlic are kind of similar and like. i think wario would have Opinions about onions.
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finelythreadedsky · 8 months ago
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ancient greece had some weird notions of the female going on. like what do you mean the innermost nature of women is the concealment of their nature? what is pandora an imitation of? if women are by nature deceptive, do they in fact reveal the truth of what they are in using their bodies to deceive? can you cover covering itself?
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joostpauze · 4 months ago
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ogres are like onions, they both have layers
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daggernoballs · 3 months ago
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who is watching Shrek in 4K Ultra HD with me? 🥺
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arsenicaddictions · 6 months ago
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Losing my miiind the way Sword of the Stranger does parallels and foils and contrasting characters. You can spin this movie around in your mind like a diamond and keep finding new facets to it. The most obvious one is Nanashi and Luo Lang, eternal outsiders in what is (likely in Luo Lang's case and definitely in Nanashi's) the only culture and country they've ever known.
But I've been thinking about Nanashi and Itadori lately. Despite everything that's going on, they never run into each other at any point in the movie or even know that the other guy is there, but Itadori does mention Nanashi when he's talking to his wife. He holds his son in his arms while he calls Nanashi a coward for vanishing after he executed two children. He was there, he knows exactly what happened, but it was such a non-issue to kill a conquered country's young heirs that it doesn't even bear mentioning.
Nanashi is riddled with guilt over killing two children, while Luo Lang doesn't care if it costs the life of a child to get the fight he wants, and Itadori sees the death of another child as little more than a background event as he pursues more power.
It's also very funny that Nanashi ends up being a better dad to the child he accidentally acquired literal days before than Actual Father Itadori.
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justinhubbell · 5 days ago
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MORE TRANS POSITIVE OGRES
Ogres you say!
...I haven't drawn an Ogre in a hot minute!
HMMM!
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(those are all orcs)
-J
...I'm not saying I won't do it I'm just saying Orcs and Ogres be different.
They're a lot like onions you know. Ogres.
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v--nus · 6 days ago
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on top of a "purple burglar alarm" voiceline for hazard, i also think we need a shrek/ogre skin.
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jojo-schmo · 2 years ago
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What if Wild Dedede meets Wild Bandee?
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OH. OHOHOHO~ OH MY GOSH. Father-son rabies!!!!! Beast King and his Awoofy Prince!!!
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our remaining protagonists would be in distress.
This isn’t canon to the Forgotten Land Roleswap story and I won’t personally be writing this universe in detail, but HEY- It’s super fun to think about!
It’s an AU within an AU. Like a Roleswap² AU! Roleswap multiverse, haha!! 😂
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silver-ace-of-spades · 2 months ago
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I unironically said "Wood is like ogres, it has layers" in ecology class lmao.
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Wait wait you know what I just thought of, Mac peeling Dennis’ apples for him, removing that perceived to be toxic poisonous outer layer.
Dennis as the apple. The toxic peeling as his facade, his tough outer shell he’s built around him.
Mac peeling the apple. Mac peeling away Dennis’ shell, Dennis’ poisonous outer layer.
Also something about apples and cores, about missing cores, and a giant gaping hole driven right through the middle.
And something about Mac “you changed who I am at my core” McDonald.
Something about apples and Dennis, and Dennis and the show. Dennis being representative of the show itself. On the surface, falsely perceived to be one thing: inherently bad, poisonous, dangerous (edgy, evil). But inside... something else.
Something about the phrase “rotten to its core” but Dennis isn’t, not really.
Something about Mac being Dennis’ core. Them being each other’s core. Being the show’s core. Peeling away the layers.
And something about Mac loving everyone so openly even if no one loves him because who loves the core of an apple?
Something about Sunny. Something about love. Something about apples and layers and cores.
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amyintherapy · 9 months ago
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Trauma layers
Therapy is such a mindfuck sometimes. I 100% get it when people say they don't think therapy would help them because they are pretty self-aware or self-reflective. Cause, that seems so freaking logical. But, I swear, with the right therapist you'll find yourself routinely shocked at how blind you actually can be to your own bullshit. Our brains try SO hard to hide our bullshit from us, it's insane. I guess I shouldn't speak for everyone, but it's so true for traumatized brains, at least. I know that minimizing or outright hiding your issues from you is how the brain responds to trauma. But it's still eye opening to me when I catch on to new pieces of this in myself.
I went into my appointment today with several ideas of what to potentially talk about written down. I knew what had been on my mind the most, but I wasn't sure if it made sense to use the appointment to discuss it because I've discussed essentially the same thing with my therapist multiple times in the past. So a big part of me was like eh, that'd be a waste of time. I know everything there is to know about myself in this area. Probably spend more time on these other things as that'll probably be more productive/helpful. But I decided to at least mention it and see where it goes. I expected to jump topics pretty quickly as I didn't think we'd find new ground to cover. But we wound up spending 45ish minutes out of the hour on it. And it was productive. And yet, it's hard to really express why. It's not like there was some big new revelation. I largely went into it knowing what my trauma is, why I have this trigger, what my default response is, etc etc etc.
To spell out this piece of my trauma a bit...
I had an eggshell stepdad, and a constantly-overwhelmed semi-eggshell mom. My stepdad exploding was my mom's biggest trigger. And anger from either of them basically means anything could happen. Some of what I saw happen after anger, much of it starting off with really low level things like..someone shutting the door a little harder than normal (not really slamming it) or tossing their keys onto the counter a little too loudly. These kinda things were triggers to me as a kid because I knew they could mean an explosion was coming. Anyway, what I dealt with related to my eggshell caregivers' anger...
Emotional abuse between adults (very common)
Emotional abuse at kids (very common, my siblings who were externalizers caught more than I did, but I couldn't avoid it either)
Lower-level physical abuse of kids (semi-common but was my siblings, not me that I ever recall)
Domestic violence between adults (very rare, maybe 2-3 times ever)
Items being broken/physical aggression with household items (Rare-ish, maybe once a year?)
Recurring arguments or break-ups (extremely common. Fights rarely stayed as one event. They'd usually argue, try to wrap it up, and then explode again within a few hours, or perhaps even a few days later, but there was almost always a round two, at minimum. Core issues were never resolved, clusters of several related arguments over a week or two were common as well.)
Once I saw an adult hold a gun to their head after threatening suicide.
Once I saw an adult pull a gun on another adult (neither was part of my household).
Maybe 4-5 times over my childhood cops came to our house following arguments and/or violence.
My coping method was to try to be pleasing when the anger was lower-level. Keep things light if you can, but at minimum, don't do anything that might set anyone off. Once anger was bigger, just try not take up any space. Outright leaving (like going to my room) would sometimes get noticed in a negative way, so don't flee, but stay as far away as you can without actually leaving. Like...stay in the living room but sit silently on the couch, pretending you don't even notice the argument happening. Try to go unnoticed...blend into the decor. Stay out of the line of fire when the bombs are going off, basically. And when that failed and you're in the line of fire, fawn/people please to try to 'fix'.
What this looks like for me now, as an adult - is still to try to 'fix' other people's irritation, frustration, low level anger if I can find any way to. Or with 'big' anger, kinda freeze, or try to fawn/people please if it's directed at me. I can't feel safe if others are upset, so I try to absorb it so I can do something about it. And after someone around me shows anything adjacent to anger (like frustration) my brain likes to assume this is just 'round one' of anger, and round 2 will happen soon and will be bigger and scarier. So I'm very on-edge after 'detecting' any anger in my environment, even when it's really small. And my brain tries to pull my down a rabbit hole of finding potential things I've 'done wrong' that might be making this person secretly angry at me. Even when I logically know it has nothing to do with me. My brain wants to find a potential reason it could involve me. I'm pretty good about not letting it go down that rabbit hole very far, but it sure tries - and I have to spend energy holding it back from going there.
None of this is news to me, at all. I sort of forget when I've made certain realizations in therapy, but I think I've known all of this about myself for at least a year? So I wasn't sure there could be anything productive to come out of sharing how someone was frustrated around me this week and it triggered me...and how I knew I was triggered, and talked to myself about how my brain was reacting the way it did when I was a kid, but how my current situation is safe. How someone else's anger isn't a threat to me anymore. How I've created a life for myself that is safe, even when people get angry. I can have tough conversations with those closest to me. I don't get very close with anyone I can't do that with. So I consciously recognized all of this, but it didn't get rid of the anxiety. I stayed frozen in a moderately anxious place, hyper vigilant, unable to focus, and so drained from all of this emotional energy being spent on basically, nothing productive.
I expected my therapist to remind me that I'm trying to literally rewire the pathways in my brain, and I have 30ish years of my brain going down the "anger is very unsafe, I must regulate others' emotions and people-please." pathway. And that was said. As well as some usual points about how some of this equates to expecting myself to be able to mind read, and given that I am not a superhero or someone with magical powers, that expectation is cuckoo for cocoa puffs. I know this, but the reminder is good. But some new things were said too.
They asked if, after detecting someone else's frustration recently, I was able to put a loved one in my own place. We've talked a lot about how it's easier for me to empathize with myself if I imagine someone I care about in my shoes. Would I tell a friend that they should 'fix' someone elses frustration? That if someone sighs in their home that they should become hyper-critical and over-analyze anything they could have possibly done 'wrong'? Of course, the ridiculousness of this is apparent to me when imagine someone else in my shoes. But I admitted to them that I hadn't been able to remember to try using that trick to change perspectives until after I had settled some. That when I'm first triggered, I kinda seem to lose access to that more logical side of my brain that would allow me to try to remember specific suggestions or tools that had been suggested to me. They said it makes sense to forget when you're that emotional, so sometimes visual reminders are good. Like wearing a bracelet with a compassionate statement on it or something. Honestly, that feels cheesy to me, I don't really care for wearing anything that has text of any kind on it, to be honest and growing up with no positive feedback/praise has left me with a strong aversion to positivity like that..which is something else to work on but, one thing at a time. Anyway - I do like the idea of some sort of symbol in my environment serving as a reminder even if it has no text on it. Something that I'd take as a reminder perhaps, without anyone else needing to have a clue what it's about. So it was nice to get a little bit of a fresh idea on something additional to try. But bigger than that...they helped me realize that I have continued my pattern of self-abuse, and just disguised it as trying to help myself.
Meaning...I see myself being triggered, I see myself starting to fall into old patterns of trauma responses to try to cope, and I know that reaction is maladaptive at this point in my life. So I try to stop myself from repeating that old pattern of trauma responses...and on occasion I can stop it in its tracks. But not often with this anger related trigger, it's a real powerful one for me. And when I'm not successful and I find myself becoming hypervigilent and self critical due to someone elses anger..I beat myself up about it! I beat myself up for beating myself up...because I'm 'supposed to' be working on being more compassionate. And that's still part of this cycle, it's just another layer of it. I beat myself up because keeping myself in a position of guilt/shame keeps me small so I can stay in this position of feeling like I am wrong and they are right and I am guilty and need to fix.
It's bonkers that even in my attempts to heal, my old self-harming mindset comes out disguised as a cure for.
In other words..
My logical brain "I need to stop beating myself up. That is a trauma pattern that used to serve me as a kid, but is just harmful to me now."
My trauma brain: "Right! We're hurting ourselves and that's dumb! Let's beat ourselves up about that! That's the solution!"
Fuck.
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maretriarch · 7 months ago
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youre such a good and interesting hater
my problem is that im actually a liker a deep deep liker and enjoyer of things. just often disappointed. things could be so good. but they arent. some see the glass half full some see it half empty i see it half empty and think why isnt this glass completely full!!!!
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ok so i was reading my textbook and it said 'Earth is like an onion in that it contains several layers' and my brain being the way it is went to 'Ogres are like onions'....
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bunnions · 8 months ago
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moonbuuns -> bunnions
back from a very long hiatus and felt the need to start fresh and clean house. new handle, new themes, new pages and +1.2k bookmarks to catch up on (a hell of my own making). but still the same 'ol bunny.
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what'd i miss these last 6 months?
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theultimatekamehamehavoc · 8 months ago
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This is a layered reference
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depoteka · 1 year ago
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@ italians change your word for "onion" IMMEDIATELLY. i burst out laughing each time i'm doing duolingo and hear "cipolla"
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